1. I'd Never View it as Cheating--Part 3


    Date: 8/29/2017, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Romance, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 95.2, Source: sexstories.com

    cheek. We dropped Beth and David at the house so we could go ring shopping. I had suggested we go to a fancy jewelry store in Manhattan, but Toni nixed that idea cold. Instead we went to the diamond district. Our first stop was the Ronkonkoma Station for a round trip to Penn Station. It was a pleasant spring day so we decided to walk the thirteen blocks up Eighth Avenue to 47th Street. The diamond district was less than a half block away. We moved from stall to stall checking the merchandise until we found an engagement ring and matching wedding bands Toni loved. One of the best things about shopping here was that the price could be negotiated, but only if one paid cash. I had fifteen thousand dollars in a special sweater I’d bought for traveling. After fifteen minutes back and forth I paid $8,400 for the ring with the proviso that I could return it if an independent appraisal was for less than $12,000 and another $5,800 for the wedding bands. No sooner had we left the building than Toni turned, took me into her arms, and kissed me deeply for several minutes much to the amusement of several passersby. Once she broke it we began our slow walk back to Penn Station, stopping occasionally so Toni could admire her ring—the symbol of my love for her and my love for Lizzie. An hour later we were on the train back to Ronkonkoma. Beth couldn’t wait to see the ring—a 2.5 carat solitaire in a 14-karat yellow gold setting. Toni showed Beth how her wedding band fit around the ...
    engagement ring with another 2.5 carats of small diamonds forming a ring around the larger solitaire. My band was a simple gold strip with three small diamonds. Beth loved them. She would get most of Lizzie’s jewelry, but her engagement ring would go to David, hopefully for his lifetime commitment to a woman he would love as I had and still loved Lizzie. Between the stress of Lizzie’s funeral and our trek in Manhattan we were too tired to cook or even go out to eat. We called out for pizza delivery. I was entitled to five days bereavement leave so I was covered through Wednesday. After that I planned to use two personal days although Carl had told me not to sweat it. My attendance record at work was exemplary. I had never missed even a single day in more than seven years. Toni was using vacation time—she told me she had plenty--that she had never had any reason to take time off in the past. I hoped that would change now. I thought it was time to discuss our future while David and Beth were here to share in the decision. After several hours we all agreed that I would sell our house and move into Toni’s. It was almost as big as mine—three bedrooms vs. four, but on the same sized lot—almost a half acre. Whereas our house was still mortgaged, Toni owned hers outright—the sole benefit of her marriage to her “asshole husband”—her words, not mine. CHAPTER 12 Monday was the start of an extremely busy week. I began to remove Lizzie’s clothes. It was painful to be reminded of her every time I ...
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